In tribute. In memory.

Over on FaceBook I have done the Facebook thing and posted two lines of an evocative poem that comes to mind on this day every year. It's concise, it's simple, and it doesn't ask anyone to read too much or take too long.

Here on LiveJournal, I post other poetry that comes to mind today. The whole poems. So if you click this link there will be a lot of words on the other side. Be warned.
And if you get all the way to the end, maybe you could add words of your own.

( Warning: Kind of a Downer )

NNWM Update

You know that one scene? THe one that's been daunting me for, like, six months?
OWNED.
That scene is now totally written, and I can again pretend to be a writer with a clear conscience. I won't pretend yet that it's *good*. But it's *written*.

Also? ScaryWhiteGirl? My new catch phrase is "I WILL NOT PUNCH IT!"